Bitterroot Valley and i saw nothing here but you

The fight begins immediately, something he's come to expect — but expecting it isn't enough to avoid it this time. He isn't prepared for how real it suddenly feels, raw and painful and honestly a little scary. He hesitates just for a moment, and his mate's teeth connect with his cheek as he darts out of the way a second too late. The blow stings, but to his relief there is no blood. He sucks in a breath, and lunges toward his mate's leg, feigning an attempt at nipping him before he bolts out of reach again.